From a past life In the long time I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners Which was standard for me Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days I don't know it just works for me Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car And I went

Fire, A say you just caw win you go lose We a warn dem Move yah, pack up and gwaan Move yah, a beg you pack up and gwaan Wah wah yoo, wah wah yo Eternal Fire dutty babylon you a go get bruze Me a warn dem, warn dem Selassie I Gimmi dem remedy the fire fi

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

(Together, together, together) As long as we're together, together, together We don't need much There's a change in the wind that's blowing Though we might not know where we're going I promise we'll never be apart Just pick me up And never let me go

We'll be up all night Keeping up the moon I just wanna dance, baby dance with you We gonna scream and shout until sunrise We won't close it down I know the lights are out, I know it's getting late But you're still young and we're wide awake I've never

Don't try to tell me it ain't what it is There's a cold feelin' Runnin' up and down my spine It seems to say we're just wastin' time It's like a bad movie One I wish I'd never seen The plot gets old Do you know what I mean?

I don't wanna go to school I just wanna break the rules Comin' up until we die Boys and girls across the world Putting on our dancing shoes Going to the discotheque Getting high and getting wrecked Na-na na na And never stop, it's how we ride

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me

I'm Tha DoggFather I put down more hits than mafioso made And Lucky Lucianno 'bout to sing soprano And I know, I know the way you feel And baby bubba we gon' keep it on tha real Just to get you caught up in amazement We puffin' on Cubans so it might get

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper Six feet under, six Six feet under Not the type to fuck around, go and turn that ass around She lick it up just like a candy She trying to live a life so fancy She wanna pull up in a Bentley She ain't got